School looked the same as it did last year, and the year before, but for some reason it felt different. Maybe because it was the first day of my senior year and I'm almost old enough for my soul writing to start. When you turn eighteen, something called soul writing starts to happen. It happens for everyone. When someone writes on their arm, it appears on their soulmate's arm in the exact same spot. It's really kind of romantic. I hope that my soulmate doesn't write stupid stuff on themselves. I don't know what I'm gonna write. I better head to class. Tomorrow is my eighteenth birthday and I'm not going to be here.

Laxus' povSoulmates were a thing for me. Im a secret romantic, and I can't wait for my significant other to turn eighteen. I know that he or she hasn't yet, because it's pretty much and requirement to write on your arm to say hi on your birthday. I turned eighteen 2 years ago and I've been drawing all over myself everyday since then. I avoid drawing anywhere that would be obvious cause I work as a bouncer and it wouldn't be a good idea to come to work with roses drawn all down my arm. I want to impress my soulmate, so I draw roses. I've gotten a lot better since I started. They used to be very shaky and crude. Now I'm to the point where I can draw a good rose and color it within 15 minutes. I can't wait..

I almost miss my turn to work because my mind was wondering so much. Driving was as good a place as any to space out I guess.